Pavement Of Our Minds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mysteries calmly crawl into our lives, taunting and teasing
minds with their queries and many questions as they fall out
one after another onto the pavement of our minds where they
grow and matures.

Showing us their new limbs, using them to fill life with frui-
tion all through the meadows of life, not really finding out
the mysteries, but learning how to find insistent questions,
never leaving them to death.